Ray Hansell

Gold Star - 5,614 Points (New Jersey)

The Neighbors - Poem by Ray Hansell

Don't bug me with your questions
Don't pry into my life
I know that you are nosey
So much like your wife

You have so much free time
You don't what to do
You watch everyone else's life
But you should take a look at you

Your grandaughter is nothing
From boy to boy she roams
You have a son so worthless
At forty he still lives at home

He has never worked
He's got kids all over town
His half black child that lives with you
You don't even want around

When it comes to your grandson
The racist part in you comes out
That's when people really learn
Just what you're all about

Your wife I know is trying
To attract other men
I guess it's tough to grow old
When you can still remember when

You were young and attractive
Desired by the men you'd meet
Now deep inside she really yearns
To find another man and cheat

Her husband has long ago
Lost his sex appeal
She knows that in your heart
For her, he no longer feels

The love that use to live there
The love that once burned bright
Is now barely a flicker
That gives off any light

So before the two of you
Are so quick to criticize
You better take a look around
Then, open up your eyes

You two are far from perfect
Because perfect no one can be
Believe me when I tell you
Your faults other people see


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 1, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 16, 2010

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